Chapter 266 Chapter 266 Heavy Fog

Everyone in the car became alert instantly.

He Junxia watched as the uniformed men stood in front of the car and gestured for him to drive and follow.

Has City C returned to normal life?

Or is it that this group of people deliberately disguised themselves as government employees and blocked the road leading into the city to kill people.

They all had guns on them.

He Junxia glanced at the submachine guns hanging on them. They were all of the same model. They should not be something that an ordinary small organization could get.

He opened the car window a little and asked, "Who are you and why are you stopping us?"

A face clearly belonging to an elderly person appeared. The person outside the car was stunned for a moment before asking, "Who are you?"

The atmosphere at the scene was silent for a while.

Adhering to the idea that I won't move unless the enemy moves, He Junxia looked at the person who came without saying a word, but in fact he had already been on maximum alert.

The middle-aged man in the lead glanced down at the pickup truck's license plate and said, "We are from the Eighth Detachment of the C City Survivor Base. Where are you from?"

The behavior of these people, such as their standing posture and the way they hold their guns, all exude an air of large-scale training.

He Junxia smiled and said, "Comrade, we are from Yue City and have come to C City to seek refuge with our relatives."

The wisher's family does have several distant relatives in City C, so it's not a lie.

The people outside the car were stunned for a while.

Go to relatives?

They were so brave that they weren't afraid of being attacked by the strange birds in the sky. Those beasts loved to attack moving things and even learned to open car doors with their claws.

He Junxia took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it over. "Comrade, may I know your name? Could you please tell me how to get to the survivor base in City C?"

There was a bit more trust in the old man's eyes, and the smile on his face was a bit apprehensive and nervous. He looked like his grandfather who went to the government hall to do business.

The middle-aged man waved his hand and smiled. "Old man, my last name is Zhang. You can call me Captain Zhang. The survivor base is quite far from the suburbs, so it's hard to tell right away. Why don't you wait a moment until we pick up someone to take you there?"

He Junxia was deeply moved but refused: "No, Captain Zhang, there's no need to go to such trouble. My son used to go to university in City C, he knows the way. Just tell me the address, so as not to delay your work."

Anyway, he had no plan to go to the survivor base at night. It was too troublesome and he might even have trouble finding a place to stay.

Captain Zhang: "That's fine too."

He was very enthusiastic. Not only did he tell the specific location of the survivors' base, he also gave a detailed introduction to several large road signs on the road and even hand-drew a simple map.

He Junxia was naturally very grateful.

It had been six or seven years since Zong Kangping went to college in City C. He had long forgotten the roads around City C, let alone leading them to the survivors' base.

He could only rely on using his mental power to scan and find the way.

Now with a small map to guide us, we can save a lot of time and energy. After all, mental strength is not something that can be inexhaustible.

He Junxia put away the cigarette and took out a large plastic bag from the box at his feet. The bag was full of boiled eggs.

"Comrade, thank you so much. These are homemade eggs. Don't be disgusted. They are delicious."

He Junxia accurately threw the bag into the man's arms, waved his hand, closed the car window and left. When the others reacted, they only saw three car exhaust fumes.

this……

The flashlight illuminated a dozen white and plump eggs, which looked very tempting.

As members of the Eighth Detachment, their salaries weren't bad enough to keep them from being unable to afford an egg. However, eggs at the base weren't cheap either, so they couldn't eat as much as they wanted like they used to.

This old man gave away more than a dozen eggs at once. No wonder he had the confidence to come to City C to seek refuge with his relatives.

"Captain, eggs?"

Some people swallowed quietly. They had been waiting here for several hours, they were hungry, and it was cold at night.

Captain Zhang said angrily, "Eat, eat, eat, that's all you know. Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost? Wait until people come before you can eat."

After all, these eggs are of unknown origin and cannot be eaten casually. If you want to eat them, you have to wait until you finish the things at hand.

The young man said nothing in disappointment.

The other side

After driving for nearly ninety minutes, He Junxia stopped in front of a large detached hotel. He was not in a hurry to replenish supplies.

Unlike the chaos and disorder in Yue City, judging from the situation of those people before, the survivor base in City C has a high degree of control over City C.

Large shopping malls, supermarkets, storage centers, etc. have probably been looted by the base long ago.

Moreover, if you collect too many things, you will be easily treated as a fat sheep, causing trouble and attracting the attention of others for no reason.

He Junxia's target was the special mushrooms of red, yellow, and green. No matter which base they were in, they were as valuable as gold in a prosperous era and were easy to carry and store.

There are no people living in the suburbs of Yue City and near the highway, and there are many mushrooms. Fifty green mushrooms alone were collected.

I wonder if there are any more surprises nearby.

After all, you never have too much of a good thing. After entering the C City base, the daily food and accommodation for dozens of people is a considerable expense.

One, two, three

A smile appeared on He Junxia's face. His luck today was really good. There were actually three clusters of yellow mushrooms.

"Kangping, pack up, I have something to go out for."

"Okay, Dad, go ahead."

After several months of training and baptism, Zong Kangping is no longer the person who was afraid of even mutant rats.

Not to mention him, even the youngest children have learned to deal with mutant creatures skillfully and have weapons and props for self-defense.

——The insect repellent powder made by mixing red mushrooms and the corpses of tentacle monsters can effectively prevent most mutant animals from approaching.

He Junxia watched Zong Kangping and Zhang Shuhui skillfully arrange the division of labor among everyone, then turned and walked quickly into the residential building opposite.

Most of the places where special mushrooms grow are extremely hidden and narrow, and it is difficult to see them unless you have good eyesight or good luck.

For example, the three yellow mushrooms scanned by mental power are hidden in the air conditioner outdoor unit on the fifth floor.

The entire building is surrounded by green ivy, the vegetation is lush and vibrant, and many small animals have made their homes here.

He Junxia saw a snake.

Commonly known as the raptor snake, its scientific name is Elaphe Regulus, it is non-venomous and omnivorous, preferring rodents but also eating snakes.

It is not small in size, about as thick as an adult's calf, and looks like it is sleeping, with most of its body wrapped around the air conditioner unit with yellow mushrooms growing inside, like a giant dragon guarding a treasure.

This is indeed the case.

This mutated king cobra was very alert. As soon as He Junxia arrived on the third floor, he was coldly locked in its gaze. The warning it conveyed was self-evident.

He Junxia smiled.

Will he be scared?

Of course not. Maybe I can even have a delicious snake soup for supper tonight.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the air, striking the snake precisely at its vital point, instantly separating its head from its body. The mutant snake, once the king of the building, was silenced.

He Junxia raised her eyebrows with a hint of pride.

Ordinary daggers are not so sharp. This is a weapon he made himself.

He Junxia tied herself up with a rope and jumped onto the narrow platform where the air conditioner outdoor unit was located. The snake's head and body were still twisting and moving, making a last desperate struggle.

He retracted the dagger and pried open the air conditioner outdoor unit, pulled out the three mushrooms inside the machine by their roots, and then wrapped the headless snake body around his waist.

A sixty-year-old man performs aerial acrobatics online.

He Junxia landed steadily and successfully resolved this troublesome matter in less than ten minutes.

When he returned to the hotel, the room had already been cleaned. Since he was only staying for one night, he didn't care much and just cleaned it briefly.

The next morning

Three small trucks stopped in front of the base gate. The license plates from Yue City startled everyone and attracted a lot of attention.

"You are from Yue City."

"Well, the underground base over there was flooded, so I came to City C to stay with my relatives." He Junxia answered readily.

The guard at the door nodded and said, "Okay, everyone come down and register at the registration office over there first."

City C is the provincial capital, and every now and then they see a few people driving in from other places at their base, so this group of people is not too uncommon.

However, the next second everyone was stunned again.

One, two, three, four...

A group of children, big and small, jumped out of the back of the car, shocking everyone.

Why are there so many children?

The guard looked at the adults among them warily, wondering if they were human traffickers from somewhere.

However, everyone quickly denied this guess - the children were raised to be plump and white, so how could the human traffickers be so kind?

These days it’s hard for many adults to support themselves.

However, the situation was too special, and the person at the registration office said that they needed to ask their superiors for permission before proceeding to the next step of registration.

At least we need to find out the origins of dozens of children first. Otherwise, if we register them without any consideration, we will inevitably be held accountable at all levels if trouble arises in the future.

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